C96 Painting Hall Spring

In the early spring of Zhongzhuyan, the grass and trees are green, but the painting hall spring is not in the mood to appreciate this rare scenery. Although he had already brought back the piece of clothing that was sewn with the Great Mystery Meridian Map, he had not been able to take the other few ordinary clothes with him. He did not know if there were any clues left behind in those clothes. Now that the girl from the racetrack was dead, and no one had noticed her washing, she tried to comfort herself with the hope that there was nothing suspicious left.

In the blink of an eye, he had already been hiding in the middle of the music arena for more than four years. Back then, he had promised the Devil Ancestor Sword that he would hide for two years and he wanted to scout the situation with the Mysterious Great Veins Painting, but now, more than four years had passed and his reunion with the Thousand Army had become an unattainable dream. In these four years, he had never seen the Thousand Army once. If it weren't for the support of his love for them, he would have given up long ago. Since the sword ruler had gone back on his word, he had to find another way to retreat.

Painting Hall Spring tidied up his clothes. He put on the clothes that he used to sew the Mysterious Great Vein Map, so that no one would be able to find him. At this moment, she was standing in Chief Yu's room. Looking around, she felt that something was missing. Her gaze rested on the small piece of unpolished jade on the table. She clearly remembered that this piece of jade was given to her by Murong Dawn, Yun Jiuchang, and Gu Xueluo on Yu Chang's birthday, and said that it was an untouched piece of jade from the Primordial Era. It wasn't that Painted Chun found this piece of jade to be special, but the three people who had come to give it a present that day had made him feel that it was mysterious and strange, especially the young master of the Devil Realm, Yun Jiuchang. This young master of the devil realm always gave people a cold and gloomy feeling.

The room was completely silent. The painting hall's Chun looked at the unpolished jade on the table, which had been carefully observed and played with by Yu Zhangxiu for many days now. She hadn't thought that Yu Zhangxiu, who normally never liked jade, would actually study this unpolished jade. She gently picked up the unpolished jade, it was a square piece of unpolished jade, its body was already polished, and its dark blue luster gave off a mysterious feeling. She placed the unpolished jade in her palm and could feel its coldness and strangeness, as if it had a power that could take away one's soul. This power was simply irresistible and nameless, as if it had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

This unpolished jade was too magical! Could it be the legendary Twilight Jade? The painting hall's spring couldn't help but shiver. How could such a rare treasure as the Twilight Jade be compared to this unpolished jade? How could it be so easily obtained by him?

While Spring was deep in thought, the door opened with a creak. Accompanied by Yu Zhangxiu's annoying voice, he said, "Chun Er, so you're here!" He then immediately moved in, taking advantage of this gap to hurriedly place the unpolished jade back into his sleeve.

Elder Yu walked over to the painting hall. His eyes narrowed into slits as his slightly white beard trembled. He stared at her greedily and said, "Chun Er, in the past few days, you haven't come here. You've missed me so much …" As he spoke, he reached out his hand to grab Spring's waist.

"I've told you so many times already. Don't call me that, lest other disciples find out!" The resistance in her eyes disappeared in an instant, transforming into enigmatic enthusiasm and patience.

"What are you afraid of? Which disciple would dare to say such a thing?" Yu Changxiu spoke in a domineering tone, "In this place, who would dare to discuss anything!" After he finished speaking, he moved closer again and wrapped his arms around the slender waist of the painting hall, just like the intoxicating spring breeze.

"What?" Tang Chun moved away again. He frowned slightly and looked away. What happened to you in the past few months? Every time you find a reason to hide from me, "Yu Changxiu said angrily, clearly angered by the refusal he had received over the past few months." I've always thought that you've been out of your mind for the past few months. Is there anything you can't tell me? "

"This …"

At this moment, a disciple came in to report from the courtyard outside the door. "Master, the Demon Realm's Solitary Star Young Master Yun Ku Tang, the Immortal Realm's Celestial Immortal Gu Xue Luo and the Winged City's Master Murong Yu have come. They have urgent matters to discuss, please head to the front hall quickly."

"Important thing? What could they possibly have to do, "Yu Jiu wanted to stay with the Painting Hall for a while, but was interrupted at this moment," They came for the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest tragedy. These two people are completely bored! " Because of their status, Yu Changxiu didn't dare to be slow and could only resentfully look at Tang Chun. She took back her hand and flung her sleeves with force. With a "hmph" sound, she flicked her sleeves and left.

After he had left, Chun Long heaved a sigh of relief. Suddenly, a hint of ominous foreboding flashed across his face. Why did it have to be the three of them again? Urgent business? Coming all the way to Media College, what could possibly be so important? Painting Hall Chun's heart skipped a beat. Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could a servant girl from a racetrack be killed so easily?

Tang Chun was a bit restless, and her forehead was actually covered in sweat. There was no time to lose, so it was better to rush to the front hall and inquire about the contents of their conversation. She tightly wrapped up her clothes, hid the unpolished jade in her sleeve, then quickly left the room and ran to the front hall.

She hid quietly outside the front door. She was surprised to hear the voices of the meeting in the hall.

"This is impossible!" In the hall, Elder Yu waved his hand and looked at the three of them with suspicion, "You said that my disciple, Painting Hall Chun, killed a servant girl from the Raccoon Workshop. She's also a devil disciple that the Demon World has arranged in the altar. What kind of joke is this!"

Yun Jiu Tang smiled faintly, "Don't be angry yet, if we don't have solid evidence, how would we dare speak nonsense?" He slowly paced back and forth in the hall, "Your disciple Painting Hall's Chun, formerly known as Yue Hua, is a servant girl from the Demon Palace. Four years ago, she secretly fell in love with the Sect Leader of the Blood Sect of the Demon Realm and threatened to send someone to hide in the middle of the stage. He saw Yu Changxiu's face slowly turn pale, and his white beard began to tremble violently.

"No wonder the Setting Sun Sword and the Mysterious Great Meridian diagrams were so often damaged. It seems like there's a traitor within your group!" Murong Ming stared at Yu Longxiu and spoke angrily.

"Stop spouting nonsense here. This is all just a guess. Is there any evidence?" Yu Jiu Xiu flew into a rage and yelled at Yun Jiu Tang.

"These words were personally said by her lover, Qian Jun. There isn't the slightest bit of falsehood in them …"

"A thousand soldiers?" When she heard this name, Chun Wu outside the hall only felt a loud bang in her head, she almost couldn't believe her ears, was this true? This was the name she kept calling out in her dreams. Just where was he? The pain and longing she had kept hidden in her heart for the past four years could finally be told to her. For him, he had endured the burden and humiliated at the mercy of Yu Zhangxiu. For the past four years, he had waited for the moment when he would be reunited with the thousand troops.

He was quite dissatisfied with the three's overbearing attitude when they came knocking, and as it involved Painted Spring, his heart was even more complicated, "Even if Painted Spring is a hidden Demon Apostle, this is still a family matter for me, and I can report it to Tai Xuan after I deal with it. It's not your turn to criticize him!"

At this moment, Yun Jiu Tang understood that the three of them were too impatient, causing Yu Shen Xiu to be unwilling to cooperate, but the fact that Ruan Martial Sister was killed caused his heart to be twisted, forcing him to be strong and forceful, "Yu Tan may not have heard it clearly, but Painting Hall Spring is not just a demon disciple hiding here, but also the murderer of Ruan Martial Sister. So, I must bring her under the law today."

Alright, Yun Jiu Tang, you're here to avenge a personal grudge, right? "Yu Jiu Xiu was furious, and wanted to take advantage of the change in topic," When does Qing Qiu Mountain come for you to brandish your sword and use the spear? If you dare to take away my disciple, you'll pass through this old man first! " Finished speaking, he stood up straight, glared with his eyes round, and assumed a posture as if he was going to swing his sword and compete.

Seeing that Yun Jiu Tang and Yu Chang Xiu were about to clash, Murong Ming hastily went up to persuade them, "Hey, don't be impatient, calm down, both of you." He turned to Yu Chang Xiu who was still huffing in anger, "Master Yu Tan, you should know that your disciple, Painting Hall Chun, is unable to get away with this, so you should let her confront you. If she's really innocent, Young Master Yun must apologize in person!" With that, he looked at Yun Jiuchang righteously and gave him a meaningful glance.

Just as everyone in the hall was silent, a clear voice could be heard from outside the door, "There's no need to look for me, I'll be right here. I'll do whatever I have to do by myself!" The crowd turned around in surprise. The painting hall spring carried a sharp sword and appeared before them. With deep and resentful eyes, tears seemed to have not been dried on his face. His face was extremely haggard. Her steps gradually came to a halt as she stood in the courtyard.

Yun Jiu Tang's eyes were filled with rage. Even though they were both from the demon realm, he no longer cared about pity, "Good, you're really courageous." Yun Jiu Tang also slowly walked into the courtyard, his voice trembling, "Sister Ruan is such a aloof lady. Why would a vicious and vicious person like you kill her so cruelly?"

"Because she washed my clothes, which I want in exchange for my freedom and happiness. No one can touch it, and all the effort I've put in these past four years has been for it. Do you understand?" Her voice became hysterical, and the veins in her neck bulged, as if she were seeing someone frantically struggling to extinguish her light of hope.

"Do you think junior sister Ruan would care about your tattered clothes?" Yun Jiuchang was furious, his thick eyebrows trembled, his face had turned red, "You had many ways to get it back, but you chose the cruelest one." The more Yun Jiuchang spoke, the more sorrowful he became.

"What's wrong with me? Everything I do is for the sake of my beloved …"

"Qianjun abandoned you two years ago!" He wanted to tell her the heartless and cruel truth, "He no longer loves you. He is now living in seclusion in Jade Wall City and has become a mortal. He wants me to tell you that he has nothing to do with you anymore …"

These words were like a bolt out of the blue, striking right into the already weak nerves of the art hall, defeating her last trace of stubbornness. Painting Hall Spring laughed loudly. "What the hell …" "Just what is it …" The sound of her laughter echoed in the air, creating waves of sorrowful cries that caused people to sigh endlessly. Her face constantly twitched, and her tall hair was loose and loose. Her head of black hair was let loose, becoming sinister and terrifying.

The painting hall's spring cried into the sky, the sound of crying entering everyone's ears. They all felt sorrowful and sorrowful, actually somewhat touched.

"Chun Er …" "You …" Yu Changxiu looked at Painting Hall Spring in horror. Her heart was still as dubious as ever, but she didn't dare to charge into the courtyard. She could only shout from afar.

Tang Chun's face was deathly pale and his voice became hoarse. "So … "I'm so funny … I already have nothing left, why is that …" Then, she viciously stared at Yu Changxiu, thinking of the past four years that Yu Changxiu had humiliated her. She felt physically and mentally exhausted, "Yu Changxiu, you shameless, bestial and cruel person, return me four years of my youth!"

The three of them looked at each other, as if they had already guessed something. Yu Chang Xiu's face was extremely ugly. He guiltily replied: "You lunatic, don't bite people, and ruin my reputation as a musician …" However, this voice was like a continuous stream of force, completely useless.

Painted Spring roared and swung his sword crazily. His moves were in a mess as he slashed at Yu Zhangxu. Yu Changxiu took a few steps back in panic and almost staggered. He calmed his mind and dodged Painting Spring's stab in the air. His mouth shouted, "Madman, you dare to commit an offense against your superiors. If you don't stop now, I'll tear you into pieces today!" His voice was so vicious that it no longer had its former warmth.

While in a state of panic, Painting Hall's Chun had stabbed out a dozen or so times. Because of his grief, his mind was distracted. His sword moves were all disordered and formless, and they were all dissolved by Yu Zhangxiu. At this moment, Yu Changxiu had already gotten angry from embarrassment, "Crazy woman, so you still want to tie others up and spy on me. If I don't capture you today, who knows what kind of trouble you will have in the future!"

As he spoke, Yu Longxu used his formidable palm shadows. As he changed forms, he had already unleashed several palm strikes, each of them extremely ferocious and full of killing intent. In addition, her mind was divided, so she could only fend off the palm shadows. Helpless, she sent out several palms at the same time and struck her in the chest. Her body flew several dozen feet to the corner of the wall.

Painted Spring felt a piercing pain in his chest as he spat out a mouthful of blood. Clearly, Yu Changxiu's chapter was extremely powerful. Seeing her curled up body on the ground, Yu Changxiu's heart softened. He thought back to how he had been in possession of her body for the past four years, and a sense of shame arose in his heart.

Just when everyone thought that she was the picture hall spring, she jumped up from the ground with all her might and dropped down a wave of hidden weapons. Her figure had already disappeared outside the door. Everyone dodged the concealed weapons and immediately gave chase.

Painting Hall Spring sprinted as he thought to himself, "Anyways, I have the Mysterious Great Vein Map on me, I will use it to exchange her for me with the Thousand Army. If it doesn't work, I will die along with this precious map." She tried her best to run to the top of the mountain in the east. A moment later, she was caught by the others as her chest was injured.

Painting Hall Spring didn't have any intention of resisting. Yu Zhangxiu slowly walked over, and his eyes were filled with tears as he muttered, "Chun Er, you …" Why did you... You want to deceive me? " Looking at Yu Zhangxiu's ugly face, he thought of how he had been dominated for the past four years and felt a sense of spring in his heart. He had to teach Yu Zhangxiu a bloody lesson. She took advantage of the fact that Yu Chang Xiu was getting closer to her and pulled out her sword, swinging it to slash at him. The strike was indeed extremely fast, and Yu Chang Xiu didn't even have time to react before the sword deeply stabbed into his arm, causing blood to spurt out.

"This is my lesson and the price I have to pay for it!" Painting Hall's Chun spat.

"But the price is too light!" Murong Dawn muttered to himself as he looked sharply at Yu Zhangxu, not knowing what to say.